Somersault

You're the prince to my ballerina
You feed other people's parking meters
You encourage the eating of ice cream
You would somersault in sand with me

You talk to loners, you ask how's your week
You give love to all and give love to me
You're obsessed with hiding the sticks and stones
When I feel the unknown
You feel like home, you feel like home

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
You saved me

You're the warmth in my summer breeze
You're the ivory to my ebony keys
You would share your last belly bean
You would somersault in sand with me

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
You saved me

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
See I had shrunk yet still you wore me around
And 'round and 'round

Feliz Natal

Feliz Natal!!!!!

Into my arms

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord

And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candlew burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore
Into my arms, O Lord




Nick Cave - Into my arms

Me, mysel and I

I try to kill those ghosts inside of me
That voice you've spoke is yelling in my ears
(And I don't believe in love fools)
I'd like to have those eyes you want to kiss
I wish I had that voice you want to ear
(And I don't believe in love fools)
This feeling is so hard that I can't speak
I wish you touch my hair when I'm asleep
(And I don't believe in love fools)
The words you wrote are putting me away
I know that love was for somebody else
You and I know
You and I tried
You and I ran
Leaving old stories far behind
And it feels good
And it's so warm
Having those eyes
Playing with me, myself and I

"Cada escravo carrega a chave da sua liberdade. E tu tens a tua perdida no fundo do mar. Do teu mar de dúvidas, de solidão, de incertezas, por detrás do teu muro de auto-suficiência onde te escondes (...).
Como acontece a todos os homens , há vários homens dentro de ti: há o que sonha em abraçar o mundo e há o que quer um lar e precisa de colo. Há o executivo pragmático e ambicioso que desliza à superfície das coisas e o romântico que sabe tocar a minha alma com enorme cuidado e sensibilidade. (...) Há o apaixonado que me agarra, me devora e me prende, e o racional que gosta de pensar que somos apenas amigos.
Tantos homens num só! E tu sem saber qual queres ser, sem poder ainda escolher..."

Diário da tua ausência - Margarida Rebelo Pinto

Como?

Como se escreve um amor feito de desejos por cumprir?
Como se escreve um desejo que se reprime por ser proibido?
Como se escreve o beijo que tantas vezes partilhámos mas nunca sentimos?
Como se escreve o abraço que nos enlaça no vazio?

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